“Hey, I know your face! I could swear that I have met you before!”“Hm.”“Did you ever live on Xiaojingchang Hutong?”“No, never.”“But I know your face. I have seen you before. I just have this memory of you hanging out on the street practicing 快板 (bamboo clappers).”“Oh, well I used to live near here.” “Where?”“I used to live up on Xiaojingchang for a little while.”“What! You just said you didn’t! It really is you! So, do you remember this place with a shopfront and this girl 何颖雅 Elaine W. Ho who made projects who lived there?”“Yeah, I remember.”“It was called HomeShop.”“That’s right, HomeShop.”“And that guy with the beard, 曲一镇 Qu Yizhen?”“Yeah, I remember.”“And a young guy with glasses, 欧阳潇 Ouyang Xiao?”“No, I don’t remember him.”“It still exists, it is on Jiaodaokou Beiertiao. You should come by!”“You still make events? I could come and do a dance performance. Take my number.”“Great. So are you in university now, how old are you?”“No, I am working. I am 19. I work with part of the police.” “And you do this too, this dancing? How often are you here?”“Yes, this is what I do now. I am at this park every day. And sometimes performing.” “Are you waiting for your friends to come? It’s a group?”“Uh, yeah.”“By the way, what is this dance called?”“This is called 鬼步舞 (Melbourne Shuffle).”

*Originally shutting off Xingchao’s music to stretch, once warmed up this elder gentleman began shuffling along as well. It seems many people have found ghost-dancing useful in their own daily lives.